20demayo #196 - Section 196
#196 - Section 196
"You wouldn't want your boyfriend to know about this, would you?"
"I imagine no man would accept his girlfriend being a streetwalker."
As Rod's voice trailed off, Betty immediately looked up, a pleading expression on her face.
"Please, don't tell Blake about this."
Rod nodded. Anyway, she wasn't his girlfriend. Whether she was a streetwalker or not had nothing to do with him.
If it weren't for Vivian's sake, he wouldn't bother with this kind of thing.
"Blake owes people money. If he doesn't pay it back, those guys threatened to kill him. I can only earn that much money by doing this."
Listening to Betty's words, Rod's face was filled with surprise.
He'd seen plenty of male simps, but a woman willing to sell herself to help her boyfriend pay off debts was a first for him.
What was this woman thinking?
Even if she wanted to pay off the debt, she didn't have to resort to this, right?
"How much money does he owe?"
Rod frowned and asked casually.
"One hundred thousand dollars!"
Betty said helplessly. If it were just a few thousand dollars, she could have found other ways to cover the gap.
But where could a college student find that much money?
If she couldn't raise the money in a short amount of time, her boyfriend would be taken away by those gang members.
"One hundred thousand dollars?"
Rod's face showed surprise upon hearing this.
Putting everything else aside, how could a college student who hadn't even graduated yet owe such a huge sum of money?
Let alone what he could have spent so much money on.
Even if he wanted to borrow it, what fool would lend one hundred thousand dollars to someone with no ability to repay it?
Those loan shark gangs wouldn't do business at a loss.
If they lent money so casually, even a family with a gold mine wouldn't be able to withstand it.
The gangs would be bankrupted by loans.
Only this stupid woman would believe such a flawed story so easily.
It could only be said that a woman in love was just so stupid.
She believed whatever others said.
She wouldn't even deeply consider or doubt the truth of the matter.
"If you don't have anything else, drop me off up ahead. I still need to find a way to make money."
"I hope you don't tell Vivian and the others about this. I don't want them to know I'm doing this kind of thing."
Looking at Betty's embarrassed face, Rod sighed.
Taking advantage of the time while waiting for the traffic light, he took out a check and directly filled in a string of numbers.
"One hundred thousand dollars, is that enough?"
In Betty's bewildered gaze, Rod directly handed over the check.
"For me?"
"Why?"
Betty looked at the check Rod handed over. She didn't want to accept it at first, but thinking of her boyfriend, she hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it.
Looking at Rod beside her with a complicated gaze, she didn't understand why a stranger she had only met a few times would help her so much.
This was one hundred thousand dollars, not a few thousand dollars.
The average annual income of an ordinary Lighthouse Nation family of three was only eighty to one hundred thousand dollars, and even less after taxes.
After deducting various daily expenses, it would be very good if they could save two thousand dollars a year.
One hundred thousand dollars was basically equivalent to the savings of an ordinary family for more than five years.
This was not a small amount.
"Don't misunderstand, I'm helping you for Vivian's sake."
Rod was calm. He wouldn't bother with it if it were a stranger.
After all, the world was so big, and how many poor ordinary people were there?
The savings he had wouldn't be enough even if he gave each person one dollar.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to pay back this money in a short time."
Betty's face was slightly red, feeling a little embarrassed.
After all, this was one hundred thousand dollars.
Even if she and Blake worked together after graduation, it would be impossible to pay it back without three to five years.
"Pay me back whenever you have the money. I don't care about this little bit of money."
Rod looked calm. One hundred thousand dollars wasn't much different from ten dollars to him.
Anyway, once his magic potions started selling on a large scale, the speed of making money would probably be faster than printing money.
At that time, what was money?
He had no interest in money at all.
Although Rod said so.
However, borrowing so much money from a stranger, and not knowing when she would be able to pay it back.
Thinking of this, Betty suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of indebtedness in her heart.
Lightly pursing her lips, she glanced at Rod, who didn't seem to care at all. Her experience in Ghost Castle flashed before her eyes.
Betty suddenly felt her heart beating a little faster.
What woman could resist a man who appeared by her side every time in a critical moment?
A hero saving a beauty was the most romantic thing in every woman's heart.
In comparison, her boyfriend, who only knew how to avoid responsibility when encountering problems, was really disappointing.
He owed the money, but instead of trying to solve it, he asked her to help raise the money.
She was just a college student, how could she raise one hundred thousand dollars?
Although she didn't mind sacrificing for her boyfriend, it would be false to say that she didn't feel any dissatisfaction or resentment.
Why were men so different?
After hesitating for a moment, Betty felt that the check in her hand was a little hot. If she took it away without any cost, then her conscience would feel uneasy.
Thinking of this, Betty suddenly opened her seat belt and moved her chair back.
Then she leaned her whole body towards Rod.
"Where do you want to go..."
"No, what are you doing?"
Rod was driving and turned his head to ask Betty where to drop her off when he saw the head suddenly leaning over.
A blank expression appeared on his face.
Why was this woman leaning over instead of sitting properly?
Sizzle!
The chain was activated.
Betty gently licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with some fear, but she forcibly suppressed it.
"I can't take your money for nothing. Anyway, I came out today to sell myself. Selling myself to those dirty and vulgar middle-aged men is not as good as giving it to you."
Although he was her best friend's boyfriend, he could be considered half of her own and a friend.
It was better to give this kind of thing to a friend than to an outsider.
"Just don't tell Vivian, I don't want her to hate me."
Betty grabbed her scattered hair with one hand and gave Rod a charming look.
Rod, who was driving, looked at the cars passing by from time to time in front of him, and his whole body trembled slightly.
This woman was crazy.
He was driving.
Vera was like this, Amy was like this.
Now there was Betty.
How did he feel that Vivian's friends were not normal people?
They usually looked serious, but when they went crazy, they were even more crazy than Vivian.
Although he felt helpless in his heart, he wouldn't be foolish to refuse free cake.
He had already thrown the money out, so he didn't feel guilty eating this cake.
Rod used his mind for two things, driving around aimlessly.
Suddenly, a police car passed by, the window opened, and the female police officer sitting in the passenger seat looked over.
Rod lowered half of the car window and looked out the window with a puzzled expression.
"Officer, is there something wrong?"
"I saw you circling around here?"
The female police officer saw Rod, her tense mood relaxed slightly, and the hand holding her waist slowly loosened.
Not a black person.
"I just bought the car and wanted to get familiar with the car's condition."
As Rod spoke, he suddenly took a deep breath.
He clearly felt that Betty's whole body was trembling slightly when she heard the female police officer's voice, and all her muscles were tensed up.
Fortunately, she was lying down, so she wasn't discovered.
Fearing that she would be discovered, Rod reached out and pressed Betty's head directly.
Regardless of her struggles, he pressed her down hard, fearing that she would be discovered.
"Is that so, you can go."
The charming female police officer glanced at Rod's handsome but somewhat naive face, obviously not old.
About the same age as her daughter.
Should still be in school.